Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Janie Fricke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Seals
Songwriter
Steve Buckingham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Buckingham
Producer
Gary Paczosa
Assistant Engineer
Marshall Morgan
Mixing Engineer
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Testi
In a dusty little Mexican town
Down on the border
Never expecting my heart
To cross over the line
He road into the square like he
Lived as wild as his stallion
And his warm dark eyes burned down
Down into mine
Somewhere under the stars
A lonely guitar was playing
Was the closest I come to paradise
And the world stood still for us
There in the shadows
Until he whispered to me
The words of goodbye
On Diablo, he circled the mission of light
Then road like a bandit, stealing the night
Dawn was breaking
And I ached to touch him again
But I knew that to happen
I might as well saddle the wind
Wind blows cold through my soul
Back home in Austin
Off in the distance somewhere
A mission bell rings
Filling my mind with thoughts of
That Mexican rider
Tonight I'll have him, only in my dreams
On Diablo, he circled the mission of light
Then road like a bandit, stealing the night
Dawn was breaking,
And I ached to touch him again
But I knew that to happen
I might as well saddle the wind
Writer(s): Troy Harold Seals, Steve Buckingham
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